MasukPat practically rushed into his condominium the moment he got home from work.The door had barely clicked shut behind him before he was already rolling up his sleeves.The living room.The kitchen.The dining counter.Even the decorative shelves that he normally ignored.Everything suddenly looked messy.Or perhaps,Pat was simply nervous.He grabbed a cleaning cloth and started wiping every surface he could find.The cushions on the couch were rearranged three separate times.The magazines on the coffee table were stacked neatly.Then restacked.Then rearranged again.The kitchen counters were cleaned spotless.The refrigerator door was polished.The sink was scrubbed until it gleamed beneath the warm lighting.By the time he finally stepped back to admire the result, the entire condominium looked like a showroom unit.Perfect.Neat.Welcoming.Pat folded his arms and nodded in satisfaction.Then immediately spotted a cushion sitting slightly crooked."Tch."He fixed it.Only then di
The office buzzed with its usual energy.Phones rang intermittently.Keyboards clicked in steady rhythms.Project boards filled with schedules, deadlines, venue layouts, and client notes covered one side of the room.As one of Bangkok's most reputable event planning companies, busy days were normal.Today was no exception.At the conference area near the glass wall, Pat sat across from a young engaged couple.A wedding portfolio lay open on the table between them.Pat listened attentively as the bride excitedly described her dream ceremony while her fiancé occasionally added details about the reception.Unlike a few months ago, Pat wasn't merely listening.He was present.Engaged.Warm.Every suggestion he made was thoughtful.Every concern raised by the couple was met with a practical solution.By the end of the discussion, the bride's eyes were practically sparkling."Oh my God, this is exactly what I wanted."Her fiancé nodded in agreement."We've met with three event companies al
The lounge was quieter than it had been a few nights ago.Not because there were fewer people.If anything, the place was alive with soft conversations, clinking glasses, laughter, and the mellow rhythm of live jazz drifting through the dimly lit room.But tonight, Tee felt quieter.Less broken.Not healed.Just... less broken.He sat alone at the far end of the bar counter, dressed casually in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms and dark jeans. A half-finished shot glass rested between his fingers as he stared absentmindedly at the amber liquid inside.The bartender placed another shot in front of him.Tee nodded his thanks before downing it smoothly.The burn traveled down his throat.It was familiar now.Comforting in the worst possible way.Around him, life continued.A couple at a nearby table shared a dessert, feeding each other while laughing over something only they understood.Another pair sat shoulder-to-shoulder in a booth, fingers intertwined beneath the
By the time they reached Pat's condominium, it was already past midnight.Yut tried helping him out of the car."I'm fine now."Pat insisted.Yut still hovered beside him."I know."He smiled."But let me worry."Back upstairs, Pat headed straight toward the couch.Yut suddenly spoke."Can I use your kitchen?"Pat blinked."Huh?""You need food before taking medicine."Twenty minutes later,The aroma of Thai herbal soup filled the entire condominium.Yut had somehow managed to turn instant noodles and the ingredients inside Pat's refrigerator into something warm and delicious.He placed the bowl before Pat proudly."Ta-da."Pat stared."It smells good.""It tastes better."Yut sat opposite him."Can I eat from it too?"Pat laughed."Shameless.""I'm hungry too."Pat smiled unconsciously.It was the first genuine smile Yut had seen all day.And he almost smiled like an idiot in return.After dinner, Yut handed him his medication and watched until Pat swallowed every pill.Only then did
Back in the present, Yut exhaled slowly.The apple remained untouched.His eyes returned to Pat.The sleeping man looked younger somehow.Less guarded.Less defensive.Less angry at the world.Yut carefully placed the knife down.Then moved closer.For a long moment, he simply sat there.Watching.Thinking.Feeling.Eventually, he reached out.His fingers lightly brushed against Pat's cheek.Warm.Soft.Real.His hand lingered.Then gently slid into Pat's.Holding it between both of his own.Carefully.Protectively.As though afraid he might break.Yut lowered his eyes."Let me in, Pat."His voice was barely above a whisper."I promise to take care of you."The words disappeared into the quiet room.Then suddenly,The door burst open."Tee!"Yut immediately stood.Tee rushed inside.His expression fell the moment he saw the hospital bed.The IV line.The monitor.The sleeping figure."Pat... Pat."His voice cracked slightly.He hurried to the bedside and touched Pat's forehead.Relief
The room was dark.Not completely dark, just enough for the shadows to swallow everything except the faint rays of sunlight struggling through the curtains.Pat lay curled beneath the duvet.His face was pale.His breathing was uneven.Every few minutes, a violent cough tore through his chest, leaving his body trembling afterward.His fever had gotten worse.Much worse.The heat burning beneath his skin made him ache all over, while the chills beneath the blanket refused to leave him alone.He felt miserable.Hot.Cold.Heavy.Even lifting a finger felt exhausting.Things were getting out of hand.Yet he was too weak to do anything about it.Pat slowly turned onto his side.A painful groan escaped his lips as he reached for his phone from the bedside table.His fingers trembled.His vision blurred.The screen illuminated his pale face.Without thinking, he opened his contacts.Tee.His thumb hovered over the name.Almost immediately, images of Tee flashed through his mind.Tee forcing
The glowing sign of Siam After Dark shimmered above the street like a secret waiting to be uncovered. Nestled between luxury hotels and high end boutiques.Outside Siam After Dark Lounge, Pat and Tee came out of Tee's car, walked into the loungeAs the sleek black doors opened, a wave of cool air k
The shower ran steadily, steam curling along the bathroom walls.Pat stood beneath it, head bowed, water cascading over his hair and down his unmoving body. One arm rested against the tiled wall for support, his fingers slack, as though even holding himself up required effort.The soap on his skin
The red Hyundai G80 sports car glided smoothly to a stop in front of the company building.A moment later, the door opened, and Pat stepped out. He was dressed in a dark green knitted zip-neck polo, unzipped halfway to reveal his toned collarbone, paired with cream-colored trousers. He looked notic
Pat reluctantly pulled his suitcase out of the house. It was written all over his face, he wasn’t ready to leave.“Ugh…tsp… even this suitcase doesn’t want to move,” Pat muttered sulkily as he lazily dragged it along.“Are you sure it’s the suitcase… or you?” Way asked with a smile as he stepped o







